{commedia}mp3/the-rolling-stones/midnight-rambler.mp3{/commedia}|: H A | E :| 4x | H | A E A E  Did you hear about the midnight rambler? H A E An everybody got to go. H A E Did you hear about the midnight rambler,  H A E  The one that shut the kitchen door?   Asus E7 H Asus E7 H He don't give a hoot a of a warning awrapped up in a black cat clock.  Asus E7 H He don't go in the light of the morning - Asus E7 H He split by the time the cock'rel crow.  I'm talkin' about the midnight gambler, The one you never seen before. Yeah, I'm a-talkin' about the midnight gambler. Did you see him jump the garden wall? He'll sigh down the winds so sadly - Listen and you'll hear him moan. Yeah, well, I'm talkin' about the midnight gambler. Everybody got to go. | H | A | E |  A E H A did you hear about the midnight rambler? A E   Well, honey, it's no rock 'n' roll! |: H Hsus :| 3x | H |  H Asus E H Well you heard about the Boston...  A E It's not one of those. H Asus Well, talkin' 'bout the midnight...  H Asus E  The one that closed the bedroom door. A E H  I'm called the hit-and-run raper in anger.  Asus E7 H The knife-sharpened, tippie-toe...  Asus E H Or just the shoot 'em dead, brainbell jangler. A E H You know: the one you never seen before.  A E H  So if you ever meet the midnight rambler, A E H Padding down your marble hall, A E H Well he's prowling like a proud black panther.  |: H Hsus :| 3x | H |  Well, you can say I - I told you so! Well, don't you listen for the midnight rambler! Yeah! Play it easy, as you go! I'm gonna smash down all your plate glass windows; Put a fist - put a fist through your steel-plated door! Did you hear about the midnight rambler? He'll leave his footprints up and down your hall. And did you hear about the midnight gambler? And did you see me make my midnight call? And if you ever catch the midnight rambler, I'll steal your mistress from under your nose. I'll go easy with your cold-fanged anger! I'll stick my knife right down your throat, Baby, and it hurts! Lyrics: Did you hear about the midnight rambler? An everybody got to go. Did you hear about the midnight rambler, The one that shut the kitchen door?  He don't give a hoot a of a warning awrapped up in a black cat clock.  He don't go in the light of the morning - He split by the time the cock'rel crow.  I'm talkin' about the midnight gambler, The one you never seen before. Yeah, I'm a-talkin' about the midnight gambler. Did you see him jump the garden wall? He'll sigh down the winds so sadly - Listen and you'll hear him moan. Yeah, well, I'm talkin' about the midnight gambler. Everybody got to go. A did you hear about the midnight rambler? Well, honey, it's no rock 'n' roll! Well you heard about the Boston... It's not one of those. Well, talkin' 'bout the midnight...  The one that closed the bedroom door. I'm called the hit-and-run raper in anger. The knife-sharpened, tippie-toe... Or just the shoot 'em dead, brainbell jangler. You know: the one you never seen before. So if you ever meet the midnight rambler, Padding down your marble hall, Well he's prowling like a proud black panther.  Well, you can say I - I told you so! Well, don't you listen for the midnight rambler! Yeah! Play it easy, as you go! I'm gonna smash down all your plate glass windows; Put a fist - put a fist through your steel-plated door! Did you hear about the midnight rambler? He'll leave his footprints up and down your hall. And did you hear about the midnight gambler? And did you see me make my midnight call? And if you ever catch the midnight rambler, I'll steal your mistress from under your nose. I'll go easy with your cold-fanged anger! I'll stick my knife right down your throat, Baby, and it hurts!  						

					

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